Innermost Poems - Poems about Innermost

Some may say it is a curse who's to know but could be worse altho' no aesthete I'm not averse to levity when taking up the pen to scribe a poem then making it rhyme it's wit I seek one line at a time with tongue in cheek (roses are red Mondays are blue honey is sweet violets are too) and once in a while as humour is the fave to break...

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Loneliness shows when there is no-one to talk to about poetry. No-one to share flowered words of love and trust, and of pain and joy with. Moon soaked nights, Lying awake, Forgetting that the world exists. All but you and I in this moment here. Talking of nothing, Yet it means everything. We as humans, have this ability, To open up and peel back the...

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sorely around you I press my heart beats such less my lungs breath breathes air ~ the fragrant instilled Father's daughter come here so that I may love you ~ convinced of the taste of your tender hearts beats sweet sorely around you ~ present presence prized from inward out I'm in love with your essence such 11/28/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© ...

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I'm not quite sure, If it was right or wrong, I only know the journey was long. Lessons were learned- while others were taught, Realizing things I almost forgot. Admitting my faults and trying to change within, Knowing by God's mercy I have been forgiven. I've been cut to the core, now scars remain- Battle wounds I call them, reminders of...

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Within the depths of my very being Resides a soul that is all seeing With truth and strength it gently leads A reflection of love so boundless and free One night I felt the calling light Within my mind, under my skin The soul reaching out to my mind To beckon me to this shrine within We light a sacred incense, to warm...

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If corrupt decide, Corrupt wherever he goes, Full blooded inside....

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Suppose I tell you all my innermost secrets Lay my soul bear before you without fear, Will you respect what confidence merits Consider the trust I placed in you as dear? Knowing I have shared with you my hurt Suppose I tell you all my innermost secrets, Having come to you for needed comfort A favored friendship among all my outlets. Nothing is...

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By Erastus "Popyeny" Shipuleni The heart is the Island inside me and you. It speaks the language of its own, have its own way of doing reacting. It feeds on whatever..., what is that whatever? The five basic senses of a human life, namely, touch, sight, hearing, smell, and taste. It is easily angered, quick to forget and humble to...

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What Lies Within “What is this strange place we find ourselves in Trapped in the open, we are free within?” Ideas, like the ocean, there’s no end in sight Yet shared among peers may bring panic, no light. Our hearts, how they dance to such symphonic sounds Our bodies rejected and kept within bounds. Yearning to scatter our innermost thoughts Restrained by the...

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Ah! It’s soul quiet here today. Thinking about all minds humming, In glorious freedom as they may. My soul at peace, like guitar strumming Spring, summer,approach on tip-toe My cat’s breath across my thighs Blessed in life’s boat, no need to row. Just, drink tea, contemplate God’s wondrous sky. ...

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When I feel downhearted and full of loss with life, gone astray, hopeless, adrift, and a cast away; and I feel my heart has been stabbed deep with a knife, when my thinking is dismay and my days are gray; I go to a spiritual place and space, to ponder my innermost voices and embrace; I fold back my memories...

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I am a false face. They think they know me. They don’t. They see only what I show them. Me. One of them. There are different me’s, different faces. I am a false person. I show what I think they want to see, Reflecting the perfect me. For them. I will show them what they expect, not what I am. What I am...

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Needing rest from debilitating rigors of life? I’m the blessed joy at the core of your heart… offering divine mirth of wondrous delight assuaging blood pressure-surge --- Engage with earnestly me as you pray to God and see your countenance beaming with bliss! Tormented by despair wrecking your night, haunted with guilt?? I’m the granted pardon at the crust of your conscience… confounding...

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picture#2 Poetically see...me... On top of a rock reaching my limits. The luminous sky awakening my eerie thoughts. A reflection of oneself cascading on this black void-which many prefer to be called a lake in the darkest of nights. Where I stand is where I'll be out by the lake on a rock, is that a tree? With my horrid eyesight I...

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I’m never gonna get it I’m never gonna have it come my way. It’s never gonna reach me ‘Cause I keep thinking ‘bout it every day. I glance at them all the time, and Sometimes I’ll see them looking back at me. And I’ll be happy… Until the next day comes empty. And jealousy, it clings to me ‘Cause I just wish that I...

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